well everybody got their hopes and dreams
everytime i wake up i feel the pain
like a thousand pins and needles falling like rain
alone in my bedroom along with my pain
i tried to drown it out with whisky and things
but when i dry up i want to die again
grab another bottle get high again
just praying my momma don't cry again
sometimes it feels like a bad dream
when can i go home?
when we were kids seemed life was easy
be home before dark don't sit too close to the tv
couple years later getting high getting laid
get your hustle on get money get paid
looking for the answers confused about life
can't trust no one can't do no right
your girlfriend fucked your bestfriend
everyone knew didn't say nothing
sometimes it feels like a bad dream
when can i go home?